Chapter 2: What's your name, hotshot?

Suddenly, Cobalt ran away without an explanation. I ran after him and found myself at a coassaignment shop. "Cobalt, why..",  I started to say. "Oh gosh, you followed me umm...", Cobalt interrupted me," Well, I work here." My eyes lit up, " Thats awesome!" Darn happiness...making me seem all perky and everything. Cobalt looked like he was about to puke and then stared straight into my eyes, his countenance changed. I sighed, "Cobalt, look away NOW." "What?", He said vaguely, "Im sorry...Im just so happy I work at the coassignment shop with my wonderful boss." Oh brother... "COBALT!", I shouted. His eyes cleared, "Why are you yelling, Look I gotta get to work."

Cobalt got back to work. A man with eyes as pink as his was standing at the cash register next to him, he gave a brief nod in greeting to me. I noticed he avoided my eyes. Cobalt was a little miffed at me, to tell you the truth. "Look Cobalt, it wasnt my fault! I cant control this, this curse.", I tried to explain to see if it would get through his hard head. "Yah yah, I know...Are you going to by something or not?", Cobalt said not looking me in the eyes. To please him, I bought a chunk of smoky topaz. "Thank you for shopping Misty Isle Coassignment Shop, please come again.", Cobalt said lamely.

Feeling unwanted, I left. Before I was out of earshot though I heard the pink-eyes man say something to Cobalt. I paused, waiting. "So, she a friend of yours?", I heard the man ask. There was a slight pause then: "No, she's not." It was the man I had hoped to become friends with, Cobalt. I felt betrayed for an instant, betrayed and sad. But seeing as this curse prevents me from feeling any emotion other than happiness, it was only a mere second of that. I fled the coassignment shop, my heart falsely light with joy. "Stupid curse, I hate you.", I muttered to myself.

I called a taxi to take me away from that blasted coassignment shop. "Where to, Miss?", the driver asked. "Anywhere, I dont care.", I told him. We drove off, the driver tried to make some conversation, but Im afraid I was ill company and brushed his questions aside.

The taxi driver dropped me off at what he said was the library. "Why dont you read a charisma book.", he winked cheekily at me. I glared at him cooly, "Ill do that, thank you." He drove off and I climbed up the library steps.

There was only one man in the library. He had crazy green hair that looked so soft I wanted to just run my hands through it. I coughed to get his attention.  (Note: Sorry Glitchy Furniture)

He looked up with a cheerful smile and...well, this might sound totally ridiculous and all, but although I have NEVER been a firm believer of "when you find your soulmate you'll know" sort of thing, I think I found mine. If love at first sight means a heavy thumping heart and a feeling like I got hit with a sledgehammer, then...Im in love. And to think I dont even know his name.